I frowned and felt that my impulsive action of showing the tattoo on my arm just now was a bit reckless.
But now that Damian wanted to help me carry things, I might as well let him do it.
When I looked up, I noticed that everyone on the coach was looking at us.
At that moment, I really wanted to flee away at once.
As I turned to look at Damian, I saw that he was holding his head high, and his face was filled with pride.
When I looked back at those people, I found that everyone had the same expression on their faces.
Obviously, they thought of us as a couple.
Damian greeted them briefly, "Hello everyone, I am Damian Banks, Ella's..."
I glared at him, hoping that he wouldn't say anything ridiculous. I didn't wanna be doomed!
The next second, I heard his teasing voice, saying, "One of Ella's boyfriends."
Everyone was in an uproar.
I snatched the needle holder from his hands and urged him to leave.
Damian blinked and whispered in my ear, "Ella, we will meet again."
I blushed for no reason and doubted myself. Could it be that I hadn't been in contact with men for too long that I felt shy when facing Damian?
After Damian left, my closest colleague, Holly Tomlinson, pulled me onto the coach.
The others were still cheering, even more enthusiastically than before.
"Ella, I thought you were gonna be single forever. Well done! You've found a cutie pie."
As soon as I heard this, I got goosebumps.
Single forever? It hadn't even been half a year since we broke up.
I bit the bullet and explained, "He's just my ex-boyfriend."
Everyone fell silent, and Holly asked me next to my ear, "Isn't an ex-boyfriend also a boyfriend? He looks good. Have you ever thought about getting back together with him?"
I almost bit my tongue. I was the one who broke up with him. Why would I get back together with him?
"Nope. Unless my name isn't Ella."
